MTL - The Earth People are so Fierce (Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!)-Chapter 1708 close to the target

Chapter 1708 Approaching the target

The Transcendents who were jumping hard between high-rise buildings and rushing for reinforcements saw an incredible scene.

Originally, the hundreds of manholes scattered in this neighborhood were constantly spewing black torrents—a terrifying wave composed of countless rodent beasts carrying deadly viruses and blood-stained flower spores.

The rat tide is too violent and dense, no matter how hard the Extraordinary on the ground resists, it is impossible to completely block this all-pervasive stormy sea.

Many supernatural beings were scratched and bitten by murderous rats, and had to inject a large amount of freezing inhibitor into their bodies.

Although the invasion of the virus and blood stripe spores was temporarily blocked, it also made their muscles stiff and unresponsive, temporarily losing their combat effectiveness.

In many places, the rat tide spewing from the manholes even piled up into bulges two or three meters high.

The black bulge is like a deformed and swollen tumor, and it seems to have an evil life.

Condescending and observing the situation, the reinforcements can imagine how many casualties it will cause when more murderous rats splash into the dense crowd when these drum kits burst.

However, along with the continuous explosion of thunder and thunder from the ground, the flames shot out from the depths of the manhole in a violent and unparalleled manner, instantly destroying the drums and waves composed of thousands of murderous rats above the manhole. Wrap it up.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was like a red lotus-like fireworks blooming from the streets.

Countless fierce rats were struggling, roaring and screaming in the raging red lotus.

Even the blood-patterned flower spores in their bodies stretched out their tender buds, waved them in vain, and in a frantic dance, they turned to ashes along with rat monsters and zombie viruses.

Even if there are still many rat monsters, they have already left the range of the manhole.

He was also taken aback by the sudden explosion behind him.

Smelling the pungent smell of a large number of similar species being burned into coke contained in the thick smoke, hidden in the depths of genes, the natural fear of flames of beasts instantly invaded the small brains of these rat monsters.

The rat tide that was originally aggressive and rolled forward, like an invisible long whip surrounded by an electric arc, whipped the whip fiercely, becoming intermittent and messy.

The reinforcements that rushed in were overjoyed and fell from the sky one after another, jumping between the rat tide and the crowd, forming a new line of defense.

The situation is critical, and saving people is the most important thing. The extraordinary people can't think about whether this gorgeous "fireworks show" is man-made or a coincidence.

They stirred up their spiritual flames, let out a battle cry, and rushed towards the torn apart rat tide.

Behind them, Meng Chao quickly scanned the audience and found that the situation was under control.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the hood in front of his forehead, mixed in with the crowd, and squeezed out of the block.

There was thick smoke billowing around, and there were ordinary citizens who were still in shock. Although various forces and relevant departments sent a large number of extraordinary people to support, it was impossible to take care of everyone for the time being.

Meng Chao could easily find the loophole and escaped everyone's sight.

And he still firmly remembered the unique sound of the van that hijacked Lu Siya, the roar of the spar engine and the friction between the tires and the ground.

After half a minute.

Meng Chaozhuo stood on the roof of a twenty-story building, staring at the van that was galloping on the viaduct not far away.

And saw that there were also several vans driven by ghost assassins, also entering the main road from various fork roads, and meeting their leaders.

Seven or eight vans gathered and scattered on the viaduct, sometimes marching side by side, sometimes pulling a distance.

If it was tracked from the ground, it would be easy for them to be dazzled by them, and it would be difficult to figure out which vehicle was holding Lu Siya.

Soon, the vans drove out of the Longcheng area and parted ways on the fork roads leading to various development zones and satellite cities.

Two of the vans turned on a fork in the road, which was marked on the road sign leading to an airport.

Neither of these two cars was the one that detained Lu Siya in the first place.

Meng Chao followed without hesitation.

He didn't drive.

On the highway, passersby are naturally not allowed to run forward.

But that didn't stop him.

Meng Chao was like an invisible ghost arrow, clinging to the ground, cutting in like lightning from the side of the highway, and got into the bottom of an off-road vehicle.

Relying only on the strength of two fingers, he was like a wet newspaper, clinging to the chassis of the off-road vehicle and following behind him.

And when his eardrums keenly received the mechanical sound of the gears turning from the off-road vehicle, and realized that the off-road vehicle was about to turn, his heels rubbed lightly on the chassis again, lasing out again, and got into the left side of the off-road vehicle. Underneath a car in front.

The chassis of the sedan is undoubtedly much lower than that of the off-road vehicle.

Between the ground and the ground, there is only the height of a slap.

If a normal adult drills into the bottom of a car, it will definitely rub against the ground at high speed, and the tendons will be broken and broken, and the flesh will be blurred.

Meng Chao compressed his muscles and bones to the limit.

Even the air in the lung lobes is exhausted, and the internal organs, including the lung lobes, are squashed as much as possible.

In this way, like a flat manta ray, not far or near, hanging its prey.

And when the car was about to change direction, Meng Chao did the same again, changing a total of five vehicles, but never lost the target, but followed the other side all the way to the airport.

This is a small cargo airport.

A large number of half-old cargo armored airships are rising and falling, handling tens of millions of tons of cargo.

The two vans drove into the loading and unloading area with ease.

After parking, the ghost assassin jumped out of the cab, wearing overalls, galoshes, dark skin, strong muscles, simple and honest expression, with a dirty towel around his neck, just like a few ordinary workers looks like.

If Meng Chao hadn't followed them all the way here, it would be difficult to connect them with the ghost assassins.

Several workers opened the back door of the carriage and pushed out several airtight metal boxes.

The crate is also painted with a cross-skull logo—a sign of danger, both on Earth and in another world.

Both vans are from Monster Market.

Many raw materials in the monster market, after being processed and decomposed into safe and valuable parts, will also produce some leftovers that contain strong acids, highly toxic and germs.

Ordinary scraps can be disposed of at the recycling center behind the Monster Market.

However, there are always scraps that cannot be handled by the recycling center. They must be stored in a centralized manner and sent to a higher-level biochemical treatment station outside the city for harmless treatment by incineration and other methods.

This is a normal and common process.

Therefore, until these ordinary workers send these ordinary metal boxes to an ordinary cargo airship, it is almost impossible for anyone to have any doubts.